The ugly queen wants to divorce her husband

The carriage stopped in front of a mountain villa. When Ye Yongan got off the carriage, he saw the plaque on the gate, which had the word "Le Yuan" written neatly on it. Only then did Ye Yongan suddenly realize that they were going back to Lihuo Pavilion's home in Daewoo first.

The last time I came here, it was early summer and everything was lush and green, with the fragrance of flowers overflowing. Now it is the end of winter when I come here again.

There was the sound of chains hitting behind her. Ye Yongan knew that He Sheng was about to get off the carriage, so she quickly turned around and reached out to help him. He Sheng glanced at her and turned away, ignoring Ye Yongan's kindness and getting off the carriage with difficulty.

There must be a limit to this man's unreasonable behavior. His health has not been very good since his martial arts was abolished. He also fell ill on the road and lay in a daze for two or three days before he got better.

The handcuffs and shackles that the old guy Xuanji had put on He Sheng were thick and heavy. It would be very difficult for his current body to bear such a weight.

Seeing his struggling look, Ye Yongan felt that he was too pitiful, and he didn't care about him trying to show off for himself, so he just took action to support him.

The two were arranged to live in a small courtyard. After everyone left, He Sheng called Ye Yongan to his house.

"Take it."

He Sheng handed Ye Yongan a porcelain bottle as big as a hip flask.

"what is this?"

Ye Yongan took the porcelain bottle and looked at it in his hand.

He Sheng still didn't give her a good look. He said with a cold face: "Take a pill to suppress the poison in your body when you have an attack. It can control it for about one to two months at a time."

Ye Yongan shook the porcelain basin and felt that it was full. Ye Yongan asked He Sheng doubtfully: "Why are there so many?"

He Sheng lowered his head and poured himself water. He said calmly: "If nothing else happens, he will come to pick you up tomorrow. After you leave safely, I will give the token to the old man in exchange for my freedom."

He Sheng lowered his head and took a sip of water and said, "You and I should never see each other again. I will give you all the medicine I have. It should be enough for you to take for a lifetime."

He Sheng put down the cup in his hand, raised his head and stared at Ye Yongan.

"I know what you want to say, but you have also seen what I look like now. In order to remove his poison, in addition to my blood, you also need to use a skill practiced by evil as an aid to force the poison out."

He Sheng slightly raised his hands that were chained by handcuffs.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands and said lonely, "But now I have lost all my martial arts skills."

He Sheng raised his eyes again and looked at Ye Yongan and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't help it. Don't mention me when you see him. Just pretend that you don't know about his life experience and that you have never met him." I don’t know me.”

"Don't you want to see him?"

He Sheng sighed and shook his head.

"Now that I'm like this, I'll disappear. Anyway, don't let him know about my life experience, let alone her know about my existence."

Ye Yongan always felt that He Sheng was strange, and she wanted to ask him clearly. Suddenly someone came outside the door, and Ye Yongan didn't have time to say what he wanted to ask.

"Sir, the Emperor of Dayu is here."

"It's really fast. I got it. Remember, I've never been here."

"Yes."

As soon as the person who came to deliver the message left, He Sheng pushed Ye Yongan out of the door.

"Get out quickly, don't let him know I'm here."

Ye Yongan was pushed out of the door. He Sheng suddenly stopped when he closed the door until there was only a crack left. He asked Ye Yongan who was standing outside the door with a look of confusion: "If you met me first, would you …Is it possible that you might like me?”

Ye Yongan's heart twitched fiercely, He Sheng, what did this mean?

Before she could figure it out, the long-lost voice outside the yard had already come out.

"Yongan, Yongan."

It was Xia Houyu who was calling her, and she looked for fame. Before she could see Xia Houyu, she heard He Sheng's voice coming from behind her: "Remember, don't let her know my existence."

After the words fell, Ye Yongan turned around quickly. She only had time to see the little white in the crack of the door when it was completely closed. That was the color of the fabric on He Sheng's clothes.

"Yongan, Yongan."

Xia Houyu's urgent voice sounded again, and Ye Yongan turned around blankly and bumped into the man's strong chest.

"Yong'an, it's you, it's really you."

Xia Houyu's voice was trembling, and he held Ye Yongan tightly in his arms. The joy of regaining something made him almost fall down.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

Xia Houyu picked up Ye Yongan and walked out. Ye Yongan looked back at the closed door and hesitated to speak.

She wanted to say: Xia Houyu, stop, your brother is in the house, go see him.

But she couldn't do this, and He Sheng wouldn't let her do it.

In the luxurious carriage, one of Ye Yongan's hands was held tightly by He Sheng. He rubbed Ye Yongan's left cheek and looked at it carefully for a long time.

"High Priest Fufeng is really true to his word. You see your face is completely healed, without leaving any traces."

High priest? He Shuangshuang? That's your mother! This is not all your mother’s fault, but also your brother’s!

Ye Yongan looked at Xia Houyu, who was fascinated by his face. She had many things to say to him, but she couldn't. This made Ye Yongan feel very painful.

Xia Houyu saw that she had been silent and her expression was not very good. He asked worriedly: "Yong'an, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why don't you talk to me."

Ye Yongan shook his head gently.

"You are still angry with me, I can explain it to you."

"Angry? Why are you angry?"

"It's just... Qianxue and I, she and I are not what you think."

Ye Yongan laughed: "So this is what you are talking about! Isn't she already a concubine in your harem? Is there any explanation?"

Ye Yongan took his hand out of Xia Houyu's hand nonchalantly. It was too hot and his palms were sweating. She rubbed it on her skirt and wiped the sweat from her palms.

"Yong'an, listen to me, these are all expedient measures. Nothing really happened between Qianxue and me. Can you believe me?"

Seeing that Xia Houyu was still talking about this matter, Ye Yongan glanced at him: "So are the other three also your expedient measures?"

Ye Yongan thought Xia Houyu would say yes immediately, but she saw the hesitation in Xia Houyu's eyes, and it took a while before she heard Xia Houyu say: "Except for Ye Wanning."

"Oh?"

Ye Yongan stared into Xia Houyu's eyes and asked, "Why is she an exception?"

Xia Houyu held Ye Yongan's hand in his palm again. With a look of guilt on his face, he said as if repenting: "My father died suddenly and there was no news from you. That day I was in the room looking at things and thinking about them." Man, I felt really uncomfortable so I drank some wine. I didn’t want to mistake her for you."